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As he advanced with speed he had never once before held in even his most heated battle space seemed to ripple, reality shifting around Cirno and himself. Her being became one with the wind in a more complete and whole way than he had ever encountered before, where he should have got a clean through and through stab with his Zanpakutō only a shallow cut appeared. It was to be expected but that wouldn't stop him from the next exchange. He heard her speak, his mind absorbing her words but the thing that threw him off was that he felt as if his body was acting of its own accord. He could focus on what she was saying but still he pressed on, pivoting on a foot and aiming to slash across her back.

The words hadn't come from her mouth but from her mind and the instant she spoke them he found himself following her command, denying the rules of reality as he tapped into the light of this realm itself, he could feel it pour into him while his own inner light pushed outward, his body becoming transparent mush like Cirno's had when she tapped into the primal power of the wind. He wasn't even trying, it was just coming to him, she was telling him to do something and his body was listening. It was as if his own soul was picking up on her soul's actions and managing to adopt them to his ideals. Every nerve ending in his body, every part of his being felt like it was made of light, he felt as if his being unraveled and became one with the all encompassing element only to reform right in front of Cirno after his attempted slash at her back. His mind seemed detached yet aware of the actions he was performing, she was hands down the best mentor in the world. Her lessons coming out and ingraining themselves within the core of Carter's being the moment they were said.

She would vanish only to appear behind him, her hand going to the center of his back, even though he was picking up the lesson quickly he still couldn't wholly match her speed yet. Her hand patting his back, the pat would carry a certain amount of pressure in it. More of her words would echo in his mind, in the air, in his soul. Once spoken he could feel the wind rush around him as the girl reformed in front of him, aiming to attack him with her palms again, he was caught off guard by the first to his sternum, but his body would break down and fuse with the light again, moving of its own accord with element, he would side step the blow to his pectorals, leap over the attack on his ribs, but it was his stupidity that got him. The leap had left him defenseless to the attack on his liver, the force of it combined with that to his sternum caught up with him even in his light infused state and made him cough up blood as collided with the earth and tumbled head over foot, bringing up bits of the earth with him. He was learning but in the last moment he had let his mind take over rather than let his body work on its own.

He had thought gravity would carry him back down and the thought added weight to him again, making him tangible and in doing so opening him up to a powerful hit. Coughing up another spurt of blood his right hand would go over his mouth, wiping it off before he pushed himself back to his feet and looked at Cirno. She was wise beyond his deepest understanding and it seemed as if that infinite wisdom could be given to her students with just her words of what do to, she made it so clear and simple that his body adapted to her teachings before his mind even processed what she said.

Now he would attempt to match her blows. Something telling him to set his Zanpakutō aside for this training, Nacuto letting him know it was okay. His left hand would stab the sword into the ground before he rushed forward, the first few steps in his earthly form before allowing the elemental force of light to flood his being and make it one with him, in all his time he had considered himself a being of light but looking back it was such a shallow title compared to this now, now he truly was light and with that light came speed he had never imagined before and a sound and level mind. His being appeared within inches of the girl, his right arm manifesting in a tangible state as his open palm went outward at her shoulder, aiming to smash into her rotator cup and try and disable her powerful attacks, next would fall to his hands as his legs went out while he twisted his wrists, aiming to sweep her legs before coming back up, against the rules of gravity with a light push off of the ground form his hands, and aiming a downward kick at her skull.

Once down he would push backward and put a bit of distance between the two so he could gauge her own movement speed and wait for her next lesson. The experience already rooting itself deep within his being as one could almost look through him and see the Zanpakutō sticking out of the ground behind him in his semi tangible state.

Not many could comprehend the level of fighting these celestial's were fighting on, but The Angel of The Ice was bringing out the prowess of Truth within her pupil. As, from all this extensive training, she was intent on birthing a star on this day in heaven when she was done with him. Therefore, she sought to keep infusing her lessons, values, energy and tactics into the male as he seemed to grasp them, take for his own and evolve during their clash among the paradise of sacred eden.

Thus, as the fellow guardian of light turned on his heels, The Maiden of The Ice would let out a small chuckle to the world as she felt him beginning to turn his blade against the bare skin of her back. In doing so, he managed to get a cut that bled white blood and it was certain that he was tapping into the stellar might of Truth's influence. This is precisely what the The Angel yearned to see and what she was striving to achieve with her ethereal training.

Ergo, as he shaped and shifted to bend himself to become one with the light, Cirno kept track of it all and watched as her pupil dashed forward to his ascension. By the time she spun her astral mind around it, he was already in front of her and rolling with the strikes as best as his body could keep up. Even though he could not evade all the blows, it was promising to see he evaded the collision to his pectorals. Despite it resulting him having his liver and ribs busted, the ethereal durability of his body kicked him and allowed The Angel to press forward as he bled out.

This was quite the challenge for him, but it was the obstacle which made him grow strong and push the boundaries of what was possible. Therefore, a voice within would continue to whisper and provide him with that miracle to overcome his limitations and keep breaking the walls of restrictions in his path to obtaining a must holy light of power. As, these murmur's of the soul came not from Truth's influence, but from Cirno's celestial aura granting and allotting him strength for meeting the conditions of comprehending her teachings and arising to his heroic flight to all that is divine and right.

Hence, even as he stabbed his Zanpukto into the ground, he would still feel the attachment of his reflective spirit fighting alongside him. For, with his embodiment as one with the world around them, his partner could never leave his side. Nay. It would only evolve, adapt and become one with him as he went through this transcended path of holy revolution.

So, as his right arm manifested itself to the outward shoulder of Cirno, The Angel of The Ice would narrowly evade it and seek to press his palm downward in order to neutralize the force of his strike then and there. After that, she would jump backwards to evade his initially perceived kick, if only to find herself being kicked against the skull.

The pain felt as if she was drowning in a pool of bubbles with how her mind numbed it, but she would use this moment to have her wings act of their own accord. As, the six frozen tips which hovered behind The Angel protracted, pierced Carter at his ankle and sought to inflict damage upon it in order to further push the durability and threshold for pain he could tolerate. For, this could definitely make it difficult for his body to move, which would then turn into more experience for him to grow from.

This wasn't Cirno speaking anymore. No. The power of Cirno's celestial influence triggered the activation of Truth's prowess within the holy follower. And, from that, he was calling out to him to awaken to his path of the angel. This was his time to awaken his calling and finally bridge the chains of his weakness and use it as his strength.

Out of the three Paths, the Path of Radiance is the only one that allows a Full Angel to be granted many abilities beyond their usual, and techniques that grant them an additional advantage in battle. A character that has travelled down the Path of Radiance will generally have a glow constantly emanating from their body. While in Full Angel Form, they will continue to have access to their original abilities, however these will also be supplemented with a constant “holy” element, along with the granted abilities. Due to the Path of Radiance bringing forth the light of inner strength, the powers granted will be within the same theme as the powers of the original.

However, Cirno heard of this voice as well, and she kept her distance. As, in doing so, she knew the final crux needed to be pushed in the male and so she motioned with her hand for him to come at her.

"Let yourself be free and charge, Angel Of Radiance~"

With his holy title bestowed upon him, this was his chance to reach his greatness. And, if he failed to do so, The Celestial of The Ice was well on her way to breaking the distance. For, in another gust of air, she emerged before him and sought forth to deliver a swift palm strike directly across his face with enough force to most certainly equal a devastating mountain crashing into him.

Shearing pain lit itself up his entire left leg as six points of contact pierced the flesh of his body, working into his ankle, the formations of the floating objects behind Cirno would inflict deep pain on him as they wedged between the bones of the ankle, separating the lateral malleolus from the fibula and on the other side of the ankle the spear like objects would find their way between the talus and medial malleolus. It would be a crippling hit that drove Carter down on one knee, blood seeping from the embedded objects, they would protrude from his leg like the needles on a cactus but on a much larger scale. Sweat would bead on his face but he would bite back the urge to scream, feeling the bones separating further as his muscles spasmed, involuntary muscle contracts would pull against the bones they were anchored to and pull them even further apart making more of his blood flush out.

That was the punishment he received for his kick to Cirno's skull. An attack that most likely only bruised her due to her power but one that still had Carter stunned, he had no inkling as to just how his body knew what to do and had to believe it was acting on instinct and the fact that he was catching up in terms of speed with her at such a rapid pace was enough to leave him speechless. While down on his knee he looked at Cirno and for a second the world blurred as a voice entered his head, the magnitude of the voice almost breaking his soul as it spoke, a chorus of voices that sounded both male and female, young and old, all knowing and all powerful yet compassionate and firm at the same time. It was a voice of The Truth, a voice he had heard whisper to him a few times before but never had he heard it to this degree, his lord speaking into his mind. His lord was ordering him to grow, to become an angel through and through.

He believed the reason he heard the voice so clearly was partly due to the realm they were in and he held no doubt Cirno also heard the mighty words of The Truth. Forcing himself to his feet, he would put weight on the wounded leg causing another gushing of blood. His eyes were closed as he listened, earlier as Cirno commanded him to do something his body had reacted, his mind had caught up after the fact. She was a good teacher, the best he had ever had, but now The Truth was telling him something and he felt a push from the inside, like a seed trying to break free of the dirt of his soul. This time it wasn't a choice of body to grow, it was a matter of his soul evolving. His eyes would open and in that brief second of the lids parting a wave of power would rush outward form his body in all angles, the grass flattening at his feet and the air seeming to shimmer from the force instilled into him from his lord. His eyes weren't the golden orbs they had been before but now they looked like the nebula of stars, light shining from them, the iris's appeared to be the color of molten gold surrounded in pulsating white light that burned with the brightness of a star.

He could feel it, he could feel the radiance inside himself growing outward, the seed had just needed the right environment to grow and sprout, had needed the right hand to cultivate the possibility of what he could become. His body seemed a wash in a light, not like before when he had become light itself but he seemed to be light given definite volume and mass. It was as if a star had condensed down into the size of a sixteen year old boy and decided to walk around like a human. In that moment of light he could see all he was meant to be, he could see himself being the warrior of The Truth but at the same time he wasn't meant to slay needlessly.

In his heart of hearts he knew The Truth chose him because his sword could be swift and deadly but at the same time it would be forgiving to any who wanted mercy. He knew he would end up the opposite of the others, his role wasn't to destroy senselessly and let the heavens sort out right and wrong, his was to smash the darkness but offer it a chance to join the light, offer it redemption. A smile came to his face and he remembered his leg and looked down, it was still wounded but the joy brought on by The Truth had allowed him to forget it for a moment.

Looking back to Cirno she was speaking but he missed it, int he next second she began to close the distance between the two. Her body melding with the wind once more before coming up to deliver an open palm attack to his face, his own left hand came up, as it moved it seemed to leave a series of after images in its wake of its progress upward, his own palm open and extended at Cirno's oncoming attack. The hit landed with enough force to topple a mountain and his arm pushed backward a bit, he could feel a fracture in his arm but despite that his arm held up, a blast wave from the force going out all around them and making the ground they were at super compact and put them in a crater.

He was astounded at what he had just done, before that would have blown his arm off, before that was a huge weakness for him but now it would seem his weaknesses were being righted in this radiant form. It would seem in his new self his soul hand begun to unwrite his mistakes and correct them, building him into something he should have been all along rather than a sub par shinigami. Now he was becoming truly the Angel Shinigami. He could feel it. Turning his head he saw Nacuto in the ground still but she was glowing with the same light as him, the two sharing the same soul. What happened to him would progress to her as well and that was comforting, something told him he could still access his shinigami abilities in this form.

Looking back to Cirno he would attempt something he never would have thought to do before, he would close his hand around hers from their epic high five in an attempt to use his new found strength to lift her up over his head and slam her into the ground behind him. She could take anything he could give so he wasn't afraid of hurting her, if she wanted to she could have killed Carter five times over and he knew that but he also knew that she wasn't pulling any punches in this training, it really was do or die.

There was an impulse of change, growth and miracles felt in the air around the two angel's as Cirno came upon her star pupil. For in this space of time they shared, she could experience the profound state of growth had internally within him and she knew he was going to find the strength within to accept that grace from above. Therefore, she would smile as she noticed him allotting that force into his essence and moving at speeds far beyond his previous pay-grade.

As, when each of their palms collided, the radius of an entire city block became decimated and blown away. Yet, despite this carnage, the arm and body of Carter still stood. The durability, strength and resilience of his transcended state was enduring the test of her high stress load and holding up quite well.

Of course she knew that blow hurt, but it didn't exactly send him hurdling as it should have. And that was the only sign she needed to show they were making accelerated progress. It represented that the miracle of her power, the blessings of Truth and the expedite energies of heaven were all playing into major factors of rapidly progressing his training.

But, be that as it may, all the powers and potential in the world couldn't help Carter if he didn't do these two things: believe -- and push himself well beyond his limits to find what was beyond that point.

Once he stopped doubting his life, took the hand of The Angel and allowed himself to become whole; all that was required of him was to step forth and make his ascension towards being one of the stronger angel's of Truth and evolve into a true Celestial of Heroism and Light. Which was ultimately what the whole premise of Cirno's plan was about. With her ability to influence the will, she could bring a horse to water, but that horse must drink and push himself just the way Carter did.

But, there wasn't time to savor such sweet moments. Like a sudden flash of lightning, the storm of Carter's movements surged and Cirno found herself being uplifted in the air with his physical might. As a result of this action, she would give a slight chuckle in response and get ready to make her own counter measures.

Since, as soon as he threw her towards the ground, the gravity below them became influenced by her chaos energy. By redirecting a quick burst of outward chaos energy to her backside, Cirno formed a make-shift pillow and served to cushion the fall so that it would greatly lower the damage by about 2/3's. As she sought to turn summon her magical strength to influence the world around them ever-so slightly.

This was done so that she could then bounce back up from the ground, giggle, tap him across the feet with her foot and send a powered kick straight to his face. Except, with her power now coming to the surface, he may very well find his jaw becoming -- frozen. In fact, the whole of her kick became stronger and rigid due to the density of her bones becoming weighed down by her frigid element of supernatural acting ice.

'Now whatever will you do? You have the power of an angel, let's see it come out more!'

There was a shout of joy had from Cirno's mind as she laughed, jumped backwards and dared to see what he would do next as a circle of white light emerged behind it. After but a few moments, this cluster of energy then started firing off dozens of spheres of ice chunks at him. Should these hit, then they would explode and cover everything within a few dozen feet of the male with ice.

The impact would feel as if he was taking numerous punches at once, while the ice would serve to freeze his skin, slow down his speed and make the Angel pressed to do something daring. As, with her firing three dozen of these things, the blast zone of these miniature assault could add UP quick.

'Your form isn't quite complete or fully in control yet, but my seal is still attuning itself to this peak power from yourself and heaven. So, the longer you can stick this out, the more I can be assured you'll become stronger from this.'

The training was indeed rough, as Cirno had quite the difficult time herself training with Izayoi due to the power gap between them during her youth. However, unlike her, he was already at a high enough power to begin to grasp the cusp of what it meant to ascend to a proper angel. Therefore, there was no doubt he'd continue on his path of accelerated growth and reach the status of a true hero. 'Use my miracle and make it blossom, Carter~ I believe in your power.'

With those parting words given to her student, the astral mind of The Angel would cease speaking and only observe what he would do next. All of her body parts were ready to react on a moments whim and she'd see just what her pupil was capable of in this state of transcendence.

She hit the ground with a light bounce and came back up, her speed making her a blue again in his eyes but his body could 'feel' her in a sense, his feet stepping back as she went to tap his own, his golden eyes would close trying to see if he could keep feeling her presence but when the lids met one another he got a quick lesson. Her leg connected with the right side of his jaw and he went flying backwards, colliding with the ground multiple times leaving multiple plumes of dust with each connection as he kept flying backward until finally found himself coming to a dead stop. He could taste blood in his mouth and his face felt bone cold. He stood up and went to spit the blood out only to notice his mouth was frozen shut, a thin film of ice over his face where her kick had landed. Until it faded he couldn't do things like use kido, luckily he had already activated his Bankai before even going into his angelic state and he felt it gave him added speed but he didn't know what abilities came with it since he hadn't practiced with it to unlock more yet.

He was utterly fucked as she taunted him, it wasn't a mean taunt but one to force him to unlock more of his true potential. He could feel his body subconsciously responding to her. His face didn't feel deathly cold anymore and he could flex his jaw, opening it just enough to spit out the blood that had come up earlier. Wasting no time she jumped backwards as a floating condensed energy form floated in the air before projectiles of super condensed ice spheres rained down upon him. He couldn't dodge them all, that would be impossible even with his enhanced speed. I've given you tools, now use them. an empowering voice would whisper into his mind, his eyes snapping back open, the golden orbs locking onto the score of projectiles. He'd step forward and it would appear as if eight of them pierced him only to keep flying through the semi transparent image of his being as he sped through the projectiles that appeared to be moving at a slowed pace, as if they were stuck in a slowed time, he managed to dodge fourteen of them in total as he sped through them at his speed, pulling more of the energy form this reality into his being to keep empowering him, to keep building him so when he finally left here he could stand alone in fights like these and many more.

The first fourteen he managed to dodge sputtered off after a while and collided with the ground far behind his being, he was happy with his speed but could already feel a minor pain in his legs from the usage, his muscles felt strained and sore but manageable, if he kept moving at that speed though for prolonged periods of time in a fight there was no knowing what damage he would cause himself, noting that the would keep it stored for the future. With no time to waste he felt his left hand come up, the palm being wide open and pointed toward the remainder of the flurry of ice speeding toward him, the reality sped back up as his being slowed down once more. His body was acting again before he thought, his mouth opening and speaking, "For all things the light will pierce will be hunted!" He words coming out firm and loud as the light of this realm filtered into his palm and began to shoot outward, like arrows made from super condensed light, the beams piercing each ice chunk. His left hand would go up in the air and so would he pierced ice, it being known now that the beams of light that shot off were still connected with Carter's hand, the light undulated before his hand pushed up as if trying to lift something heavy, the beams of the light with pierced ice detaching from his being and flying upward before coming down in a whistling volley toward Cirno from above, the beams honing in on her location due to having parts of her own energy signature attached to them, they would pick up on the main source of the power they had halted and guide themselves toward her, the twenty plus beams breaking the sound barrier three times over, the air rippling around them as they came toward her.

His eyes looked down at his left hand, the palm pointing back up at him, he opened and closed his hand a few times, noticing that under his skin a faint glow of warm light was shining, his angelic side showing more of itself than it ever had before. He felt whole, as if he had evolved past all things and had become a consolation of stars in the night sky, had ascended into celestial being. " I'll do more than blossom, I will birth my own star.." he whispered before looking back to her, his eyes changing from the golden warm light to a piercing pure white light, the light under his skin breaking through and pushing an immense pressure outward while at his feet the ground would break and blades of grass would float around him like miniature planets circling their star. His snow white hair defied gravity as it began to float as if he were under water, when he opened his mouth light shone from inside of his being as well. His body looked as if a star and a massive diamond condensed down into human form, radiating an awesome light with a powerful gleam to his form that would hurt the eyes to look directly at, like when you would try and look at the Sun itself.

"This is your miracle that you gave me." He spoke, his voice booming as if spoken through a large rift. His right and left hand would meet in a clap before parting slowly, a small condensed orb of the same light his body was giving of forming, growing larger as his hands parted until it formed it's peak size, once done his hands would come down and a star the size of an economy car would rotate above his being. His light woven wings would lower themselves and wrap around Carter's shoulders like a cloak to give the newly birthed star room. His left hand would open and eight tiny orbs the size of tennis balls and made of his energized star light would float upward and circle the star countless times, rapidly gaining speed as they kept circling the fledgling star. One would come around the star, gaining even more momentum before breaking free and speeding at Cirno just under the speed of light. If it were to connect to her the woman would find herself flying backward through the air as the orb exploded at four different times, each explosion at the same level as a nuclear war head and propelling her even further backward.

If it were to miss it would speed past her, leaving a burning streak in the ground as it went before finally colliding with the earth many miles away and ushering up a large mushroom cloud from it's delayed explosion. Even at the distance the concussive force would create a stiff wind hat would stir their hair and clothing. Carter was finally becoming one with his angel, finally realizing that the light was the beginning of the path but the source of all light was the true power, the celestial stars were his guiding force. "Let's keep going Elder Sister."

There were many injuries beginning to compile and add on, but the determination of Carter's spirit undoubtedly kept him together in these periods of high-stress combat. This sort of training was rough on the boy, but it would serve to make him better in the long. So long as they both trained in heaven's door -- things would pave a way forward.

Thus, as he ascended and found his way back into the depths of angelhood, there was a placid smile shimmering across the face of Cirno as she was ecstatic and thrilled to see him find his wings. If he gained nothing else from this training, he'd at least have found the way of the light and he could move forward to greater things because of it. She had that undying belief in his capacity to succeed.

So as he forged his star shaped miracle, Cirno prepared herself for combat and awaited to see just what it could do! As, within seconds, the boy was already firing off dazzling explosions of light which moved at frightening speeds. It was enough to get her on guard, ready and able to use her material magic:"Shield Of Holy Winter: Freeze And Protect!"

After shouting that incantation out to the world around them, The Material Magic at Cirno's disposal activated and went to work protecting it's master. It was only took mere moments in order to devour the woman within a dense, multi-layered shield in order to safeguard her away from the effects of the nuclear fallout.

While it became infused with her heavenly influence at the same time, this dome managed to starve off upwards of seventy five percent of the overall damage. However, the violent vibrations and shock waves still managed to thrash and whip Cirno around. In turn, this caused her to throw up blood, hearing to become jumbled up and body to become queasy. It also took up some of the angel's energy reserves to produce such an on-the-spot magic spell; even as the glass shattered and she still remained standing; albeit shaken up.

"See...."

With another gushing of blood from her mouth, The Angel of The Ice would laugh and wipe away the crimson fluid before wagging her finger at him.

"...I knew you had it in you!"

Then, with a pep in her step, The Celestial Ice closed the distance between them and took off like a streak of oceanic light. In seconds, her hands would become infused with a crystal energy and she'd seek to channel the destructive force of her power into the palms of her hands. In doing so, she'd jab her way in, strike his chest and then move upwards to a mighty uppercut straight to his chin in order to send him flying upwards of a half mile into the air with a defying boom.

All in all, he'd feel the weight of her strength beginning to press down on him like a snake constricting it's prey. The durability and defenses of the male would be put to the the test under these conditions; as she still wasn't done. With the summoning her energy still active, Cirno hollered out these words to finish her move:"Comet of Faith: Descend!!!!!"

One hundred feet above Carter, a flash of white light would emerge. Out of this light, an object in the shape of a meteor would emerge and come crashing down at shunpo level speeds. The intent was to smash him back into the earth, have the meteorite self destruct and triple wham him with the hand-to-hand, physical collision and magical implosion of her assault.

Thus, all that was left to do was sit back and watch to see what her pupil would do. "Let's see what that star can do!"